"Mr. Xiao, I don't think I need to repeat it again, you are the political family of the East outside the battlefield, and you are the envoy from the Ryukyus, you will get the respect you deserve, but...... But you have to remember that this is the battlefield, and there is only one commander on the battlefield, and that is me, the Chief of the General Staff, Moltke, and even the king must obey my command..."

In a hilly area of the Crimea and Sadova regions, where a huge canvas tent stood, a faint roar came from it.

This is the main battlefield of the Austro-Prussian War, the general headquarters of the Prussian side, and the command heart of the main force of the 120,000 Prussian troops of the Elbe Army and the First Army is hidden here.

The southern battlefield was now in a state of stalemate, and the muffled thunderous sound of artillery in the distance had been connected into a piece, which was to prepare for the fire of the infantry charge that was about to be launched, and the horses of the commanding troops outside the general headquarters galloped away like dragons in all directions, and the heavy smell of gunpowder smoke drifted with the breeze for several miles.

The sentries outside the command headquarters did not know why the chief of staff was cursing in stiff English, but they knew that it must have something to do with the Chinese who had just entered the military tent.

Yes, it is not Xiao Letian who else is being reprimanded by old Moltke now, and only he can make the chief of the General Staff copy the stiff English where to yell.

This is a big battle related to the fortunes of the country, and it will not be much better for anyone to worry about such a heavy burden on their shoulders, and even the old Moltke, who has a strict personality and abides by aristocratic etiquette, is now out of shape.

In the headquarters, Xiao Letian was wearing a light blue military uniform, his military posture was straight, his chest was straight, and he looked up at Old Moltke, no matter how angry the legendary general was, how loud the roar was, Xiao Letian's momentum did not waver in the slightest.

"Your Excellency Chief of the General Staff, since I have applied to join the war sequence, then I will be an ordinary officer under you during the war, and I will forget all my other identities...... However, I hope that His Excellency the Chief of the General Staff will take into account the petition of hundreds of brothers of the Eastern Army, and we demand the same treatment as the Prussian soldiers......"

"We don't want to be special, what we need is a mission, we need to go to war ......"

"Shut up—" Old Moltke slammed his fist on the map, the heavy oak table nearly knocked him over, and Bismarck, who was sitting in a state of fright, almost fell to the ground.

"You Orientals, don't you know what it means to obey the rules? You keep saying that you don't want to be specialized, do you rush to my headquarters and ask me for tasks face to face, this is what you call obedience? Do you still ......look like a soldier?"

Speaking of this, old Moltke turned his head and sprayed saliva on Bismarck's face, "政zhì, 政zhì, or 政zhì...... Now is the battlefield of life and death, not the negotiating table of your political family. I really regret it, I regret that I agreed to your terms, I should not have let these Chinese mix with the new Prussian army, this is a big trouble......"

Don't look at Bismarck's power in Berlin, anyone and even the king has to respect him very much, but Bismarck is a typical Prussian, and he definitely understands that laymen cannot interfere with insiders.

In foreign policy, in the internal affairs of the Empire, in financial expenditures, he can be arbitrary, but once he enters the battlefield, especially the great battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people are strangled, Bismarck knows that his level is far inferior to that of old Moltke, and here he will always be a student.

In real history, the Battle of Sadowa was fought at the most dangerous moment, and Bismarck did not even dare to speak or ask questions, he could only peek at the face of old Moltke to judge how far the battle had developed.

"Your Excellency Chief of the General Staff, although Mr. Xiao's request is not in line with the military system of the Empire...... But after all, they are friendly forces, and I hope that the chief of staff will give proper consideration to the requirements of the friendly forces...... "Bismarck did not have the slightest arrogance at this time, and some only smiled cautiously.

"Oh my God, will you let me fight this battle well? Don't trouble me anymore, I don't think I need to repeat too much about how serious the battle is now, the Austrians are superior in strength and training, and most importantly, the Austrian artillery is far superior to ours......"

"This is a battle of national fortunes, if you lose, there will be no chance to turn over, I am responsible for the empire, I can't allow any accidents on the battlefield to save zài......"

Speaking of this, Old Moltke looked at Xiao Letian and the officer behind him with a deep gaze, and said seriously, "I'm sorry, I'm a commander, every unit under my command is a chess piece that can determine the outcome of the battle, I must understand the advantages and disadvantages of each chess piece, only in this way can I put them in the most appropriate position......"

"But unfortunately, I don't know about you, and I don't understand the purpose of your desperate civil training, which is nothing more than an engineering army...... Go ahead, I'll give you some road and bridge building tasks later..."

Insult, this is a great shame, Xiao Letian's face turned red, and the faces of Xiao Hexin and Sima Yun behind him also turned red, when had the new army been so insulted.

The Japanese insulted them, so there was a national war in which 100,000 Chinese fought against Naha, and the Manchu Green Battalion insulted them, so there was a devastating massacre, and the French insulted them, so there was a great confrontation on the Franco-Swiss border that shook the whole of Europe.

"Your Excellency Chief of the General Staff, you can question my Xiao Letian's military standards, but you can't question my elite military qualities and courage to fight... We have not come from Asia to Europe, we have not come to build bridges and roads, we have not come to serve you as servants, and we have destroyed the prestige of the French, and we can also extinguish the spirit of the Austrian army today......"

"I, Xiao Letian, swear here, as long as the command gives us a military order, I Xiao Letian will rush to the front, and I am willing to make a military order..."

Bismarck's face was bitter when he heard this, and he said to Xiao Letian, how can you say these things to old Moltke, the more you say this, the more you have no task...

Old Moltke took out a handkerchief and wiped his cheeks gently, there was foam from Xiao Letian's splattering just now, but the old general did not have the slightest anger, but laughed.

"Hehe, Mr. Xiao, you are still a politician after all, and you are not a qualified soldier. What kind of era is this, and you still use the military motivation method of the Middle Ages? Modern warfare has long since become an incomparably sophisticated science, and the establishment of the general staff system is in line with this trend......

As the prime minister of a country, you are going to lead the crowd to charge, which means that your battle has been lost and there is no possibility of turning the tables, just like you think, I can't give you the task with confidence, you better go down and rest..."

Xiao Letian's face was now as red as a purple eggplant, and at this time, a middle-aged general in his thirties stood up and made a round for Xiao Letian.

"Mr. Xiao, I am Prince Karl, the commander-in-chief of the First Army, I hope you will not be stubborn, you should take into account the bitterness of His Excellency the Chief of the General Staff......"

Jonas beside Xiao Letian hurried over and whispered to Xiao Letian, "Sir, this is the crown prince's uncle and brother, Prince Karl of the empire, that is, the commander-in-chief of the First Legion...... I know that the names of the royal families of Europe are confusing to you, but please remember that Prussia now has two Prince Karl......"

"Two Prince Karl? Are you saying that Karl, who had a conflict with me before, is the crown prince of the kingdom, and this Prince Karl and that Prince Karl have a grandfather's relationship? Oh, it's messy......"

Old Prince Karl can understand Xiao Letian's confusion, anyway, European names are indeed very long, and sometimes even Europeans themselves will be confused.

"Mr. Xiao Letian, I will make a long story short, the current Sadova, my First Army Corps and the Elbe Army under the command of General Bietenfeld, together have a total of only 120,000 troops, and on the opposite side of us, how many troops does General Benedek of Austria have? 210,000 men......"

"Not only that, but the Austrians on the opposite side had previously received military assistance from the French, and the number of artillery was twice as high as ours...... War is never a game, and you can never imagine how much pressure is on the shoulders of His Excellency the Chief of the General Staff......"

Speaking of this, the old Prince Karl smiled kindly, "If you don't mind, I can invite your army to join my Praetorian Guard, so that you can also get close to the ...... of war."

Xiao Lotian sighed, he knew that he was encountering a Prussian military system as strict as an iron plate, which could not be broken with a single blood, and it seemed that his desire to participate in the war with his brothers was about to be disappointed.

Unwilling, really unwilling...... Wait a minute... It seems that the introduction of the old Prince Karl missed an important link.

"Your Excellency, as far as I know, the Prussian Empire should have formed three corps, and what about the army of Prince Wilhelm Carr, Crown Prince?

Xiao Letian's question made the faces of everyone in the command department change, and just as Prime Minister Bismarck was about to change the topic, suddenly a loud report came from outside the headquarters.

"Report...... The Second Corps was still unable to get in touch, and the sappers searched for three hours without being able to find the location of the destroyed telegraph line...... Now the Engineer Regiment is ready to re-lay a telegraph line......"

With a snap, the red and blue pencil in old Moltke's hand was cut off: "God, are you going to give up Prussia? At such a critical juncture, you lost contact with the Second Legion, and Lady Luck didn't seem to be on our side......"

Xiao Letian chuckled in his heart, and a set of numbers appeared in his mind, the total strength of Crown Prince William Carr's second army reached 120,000, which was the most powerful of the three legions, and the strongest cavalry in the Prussian Empire were in the hands of the crown prince, which showed the king's love for his own son.

Now that the Great War is imminent, the Second Army has mysteriously lost contact? Let me think about it, the previous war report said that the Second Army swept through the eastern states of Sadoba, and it was impossible for such a powerful force to be unable to deal with those small states.

It seems that there is only one answer, that is, the Austrian side has seized this fighter, and General Benedek just wants to make a time difference, and wants to destroy the Elbe Army and the First Army before the Second Army Corps arrives, which means that the cause of the poor communication is artificial, and it is the infiltration of enemy spies.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lotian saluted and asked Lao Moltke again, "Your Excellency Chief of General Staff, the Oriental Special Task Force has requested this mission, our department is the best at running away, as long as we go out, we will definitely be able to contact the Second Army Corps to restore the ......"

"Your Excellency... Please don't forget that in Besançon, we didn't have a war horse, and we created a miracle of forced march with just our legs, it's not that we're bragging, it's a real example..."

"General Moltke, didn't you just say that war is about putting the most suitable chess pieces in the most suitable position? Is our example of forced march a fake?

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